In 1965 or 1966 we had gone to the 11th Door at 11th and Red River in Austin to see Lightnin’ Hopkins. After the first set one of my friends invited Lightnin’ over to our table to drink a little gin; and that being the Lighnin’ man’s drink of choice he came over, sat down, said his hello’s to all present and turned up Jimmy’s bottle of gin for about 83 seconds without taking a breath. And then he said ya’ll need to hear this “little gal” that’s playin’ between sets; she’s really gonna be somethin’. And, out came Janis Joplin. The hair on the back of my head is raised right now, just like it was 55 years ago. Lightnin’ wasn’t wrong — that little gal was really somethin’.